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Daisy's tone was somewhat disdainful, "I don't know if his armor has the ability to guard against the mind. If not, Professor Charles can easily handle the controller. Besides, Magneto can also deal with that armor."
"Before Victoria Hand went to apprehend the green monster, he could also confront and destroy the armor head-on," Daisy said, counting on her fingers. Iron Man was far from invincible.
"Equipment is always external; his own self is the biggest weakness. As long as I get close, I can pull him out of the armor. How about it? Do you need me to kill him?" she asked maliciously.
Nick Fury immediately expressed that it wasn't necessary; after all, Tony Stark was the son of a founding member, and they couldn't simply eliminate him.
"I want to recruit him into S.H.I.E.L.D..." Before finishing his sentence, Fury's phone rang. Unfazed, he answered and listened to the report on the other end, then indicated that he understood.
"Can you take me to Tony Stark's villa in Malibu? It's very urgent," Nick Fury emphasized.
Daisy was a bit dizzy. Boss, we are currently in New York. It's over four thousand kilometers from the East Coast to the West Coast. You want me to teleport you to Los Angeles?
"Can you do it?" Fury asked uncertainly.
After a quick calculation, direct teleportation was not possible. Though she wanted to be the director, she couldn't toss Fury into the Pacific—at least not right now.
One teleportation was a bit too large in scope, but she could do it in several steps. Seeing Fury's impatient expression, Daisy reluctantly agreed.
Patting the head of Dumpling, she signaled it to play on its own and return home after playing.
"Let's go!" After saying that, she grabbed Nick Fury and began the teleportation. The first stop was from New York to Chicago. After recalibrating the orientation, confirming her teleportation distance, she started the second, third, and fourth teleportations.
Midway, they almost ended up in Canada, but fortunately, it was quickly corrected. Finally, after the fifth teleportation, they arrived outside Tony Stark's villa in Malibu.
Daisy wanted to ring the doorbell, but Fury stopped her, rubbing his waist due to the teleportation and gesturing for her to teleport inside.
Daisy's delicate eyebrows frowned. Were they here to steal some data?
Although she had no moral qualms, seeing Fury's determined attitude, she teleported them into the mansion.
It was her first time at Stark's large villa. Even though the lights inside were not on, moonlight spilled onto the sea, reflecting into the house, giving everything an upscale and classy feel.
Under the deep light, the villa exuded a tranquil atmosphere, far from the hustle and bustle. Just staying for a while would bring a sense of calm. It was evident that the designer had put a lot of effort into it.
The distant sound of waves occasionally reached their ears, adding to the serene feeling.
"Ms. Daisy Johnson and this gentleman, you do not have permission to enter the room. Please leave immediately," an electronic voice sounded, and the alarm lights inside the house began to flash.
In the public files, Nick Fury can't be found, so he was referred to as "this gentleman" by J.A.R.V.I.S., and he casually sat on the sofa, taking out a tablet from his leather jacket, gesturing to Daisy to "hack it."
Seeing Nick Fury sitting confidently without any intention of escaping, Daisy had no choice but to follow his request and temporarily block J.A.R.V.I.S.
For an AI of this level, infiltrating from the outside would require at least a thousand hackers cooperating, but from the inside, it was much easier.
She didn't need to steal information or perform data transfers; just temporarily blocking the other party was enough.
Daisy's fingers flew swiftly as she quickly wrote a program, uploaded it to J.A.R.V.I.S., completely incapacitating it while making it ignore the internal intelligence of the mansion.
"So, what exactly are we doing?" After all the teleportation and calculations involving numerous numerical formulas and hacking another super AI, Daisy felt a bit dizzy.
Nick Fury glanced at the clock in the room, "Five minutes ago, Tony Stark publicly admitted in front of many reporters that he is Iron Man."
This scene was too famous, and Daisy certainly knew about it. It could be considered the starting point of all the stories. She inquired, "So what?"
"So, I've come to remind him of the real face of the world. If everything is fine, you can leave," Nick Fury revealed his intention without hiding anything.
Daisy's mind turned a couple of times before understanding the cause and effect.
She had thought Tony Stark was in some big trouble, and she even thought about the palladium poisoning incident. But never did she expect that Nick Fury, with an urgent expression, ran over just to show off in front of Tony Stark!
Just leave like that? That would be too embarrassing. No, she wouldn't leave!
"I have nothing to do, might as well stay and see what you guys are up to... By the way, how's Obediah handled?" Daisy picked a bottle of unnamed liquor from the room's shelf, grabbed two glasses, and poured a drink for Nick Fury and herself.
Fury waved his hand, indicating he wouldn't drink a liquid from an unknown source, "Obediah suffered severe head injuries. Currently under observation in the hospital."
Daisy felt a bit regretful; she had actually enjoyed working with Obediah. The old man was a pure businessman, prioritizing profit above all, devoid of personal relationships and face. This perfectly aligned with the American way, as most successful individuals operated similarly.
On the contrary, idealists like Tony Stark, who frequently came up with whimsical ideas, were an alternative.
She preferred dealing with businessmen rather than these idealists. It had nothing to do with good or evil, just too exhausting due to the lack of predictability. You never knew when they'd come up with a bold idea!
However, in the game of winners and losers, it seemed Obediah had become a thing of the past. Whether she liked it or not, dealing with Tony Stark was the future theme.
After waiting for half an hour, the door beeped, and Tony Stark walked in.
"Who's there? Miss Johnson...? J.A.R.V.I.S. are you still here?" Tony Stark was very alert now. Seeing Daisy, he was initially puzzled, but upon closer inspection, he recognized her. With his male chauvinism, he didn't have the habit of running away from women but remained cautiously on guard.
It was only at this moment that Daisy noticed Fury sitting in the shadows, facing away from the door, naturally concealed with the racial bonus. Stark hadn't seen the person on this side until now.
Daisy casually started making up stories, "Uh, there's a guy here I don't know looking for you."
After saying that, she gestured to the side. Only then did Stark see a black man sitting in the shadows.
"I am Iron Man? That's a good one. Do you think you're the only superhero in the world?" Fury calmly stood up, his gaze calm, his tone indifferent, showing no signs of discomfort or anxiety despite breaking into someone else's home late at night.
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